Author's Note:
I AM SO SORRY.
Man, I said I would try to update this weekly... Again, so sorry. I only had time to review other stories and read.
And I'm slowly failing my math class, so I'm trying to catch up, but that's no excuse.
Nowadays, I feel that not much people are on as they used to... including me... It's just getting busy for everyone, huh?
I don't own Hetalia~
Warning: Inaccuracy of places, etc. , cursing, language... and the fact that the Romana (Lovina) in this story is a child that learns very quickly. I'm not sure what fishing places are like so... be prepared.
Another Warning: New Characters are introduced, bwuahahaha... aren't the sunflowers beautiful today? ^J^
And also when they speak in a different language, it's still going to be in English format, like when Lovina first talked to Antonio.
Whew... we're almost to the chapter mark... soon I have to enter the arc where they're teenagers... *excited* but... *frowns in thought* will I be able to get it that far or will I have to extend the chapter mark... again?
She isn't lost.
Really, she isn't.
They're the ones lost... yes, that was it. She isn't the one who lost her way, they are! Hahaha...
After thirty minutes of finding no one but groups of strangers walking around, Lovina found a place to sit and sulk on a bench in front of the fountain in the area of... the area of wherever she was in. "...Damn it." She kicked her little legs back and forth in quiet frustration as people passed by her talking in quiet tones on how cute she was.
Today, Karen decided to dress her up in a yellow sundress with sunflower print on the edge, complete with a hat with a silky brown ribbon and an artificial sunflower pinned onto it. Speaking of Karen, where is she? Lovina looked around her carefully, trying to find signs of the French-American woman. She was just holding on to her hand earlier...
Lovina frowned; she did not like this fishing place... no, not at all- there are too many people, and earlier a bird went up to her and stole her sandwich- now, she really wanted to go home.
Lovina POV
Home...
Is that what it is to me now?
...Well, it's not like I have no where else to go. Maybe Adriano's but...
Mrs. Luciana; she would be sad if I left, Mr. Julius... I don't know... would he miss me?
I shake my head and look around again; I shouldn't be thinking like this...
"Hello."
I look up to see a... policeman-security guard smiling at me. "Are you lost? I can take you to the entrance- there we can call on the intercom to ask for your parents."
This man... looking at his outfit I see that the badge is on the wrong side. Could this be one of those fakers Adriano told me about? Oh, now I see that he spelled 'security' wrong...
Wait...
Oh, shit! This guy is going to kidnap me! Wait, what did Adriano tell me to do when this would happen to me when we were on the train ride here?
Flashback:
"Now tell me, little Lady- what should you do when a guy faking the appearance of a police officer approaches you?"
"...Hnh," I look up to the ceiling in thought, "Go along with it; cause he probably kidnapped other little kids and I could break them out."
"What else could you do?"
"...Scream loudly and kick him in the nuts?"
He laughed, "Yeah, you got it right."
Yes... that; but I should probably go with the first one.
"Young lady?" asked the fake officer.
"Oh... " I nodded with an uncertain expression, "Yes... I can't find them."
He smiled, and I can see the gleeful glow in his eyes. This creeper. "Well, then," he held out his hand, "Come with me."
Ignoring his hand, I got off the bench and went to his side, clutching on to his pants. "Okay," I say quietly.
As we walk, I notice that we go past a sign pointing to the opposite direction titled 'Entrance'.
...Then I come to the conclusion that when I break out the other children, I'll go buy a dictionary and go to him in prison and throw it at his face. The thick ones.
How stupid does he think I am?! Now, I really want to headbutt this bastard...
Looking around where we are, I can see crowds going around bulletins with information of... something- I can't see with the adults around.
"...Lovina.."
I look around to see who called my name, and finding no one recognizable I look forward; the man stiffened and walked faster.
"Please... have you seen..." This voice... it wasn't Karen, but...
Not to make the man suspicious, I turn my head slightly to the side. My eyes widened as I see Benedetta frantically going around with a small picture asking if they had seen me.
"Have you seen my granddaughter?" I hear her ask.
Beginning to feel strangely guilty, I matched with my kidnapper's pace- who quickened again- and we continue on our way to who knows where.
Kidnapper POV
I better get bonus for this.
Originally, the plan was to get the Honda's kids, Braginsky's kid, Oxenstierna's kid, and the Kirkland's kid, but to also get Vargas's grand-kid, total bonus. I mean, how can you not know that distinctive curl?
Hmm... let's see... the one in the picture I got looked happier and lighter, but this one... I heard that he got two granddaughters and expecting a grandson soon, so I guess this is the other granddaughter.
...His other granddaughter...? I look down at the kid again. This frown...
Crap! I... I got Don's kid!
Do-Don Vargas... the man who could simultaneously shoot down five groups of hitmen on his own within minutes... The one who holds no mercy...
The one who left the position of being an heir to his younger brother to own a pizzeria in hopes of making a clean image for the Vargas family... or something like that...
This is his child!
Maybe I shouldn't take her... I'd rather lose pay than to face the wrath of Don...
But then again, I heard his kid had gone missing and I found her so maybe I should... give her back to Don and not face a painful death? Or should I- "Oy." I look down to see the kid's frown. Heh, this kid's adorable.
"Yes...?" I ask.
"We've been walking for a while now; when are we going to get there?"
"Uh..." I look around and saw the van- facing her with a smile I hoped to be friendly I say, "Yes, almost there."
Lovina POV
Why is he smiling at me like that? It looks close to a rape face than a smile that says 'Hi, I'm friendly!' Especially with that goatee and sideburns... All he needs are glasses to complete the look... and maybe a pompadour.
Soon enough we arrive to an obviously suspicious van and he tells me to wait in there while he calls the staff at the entrance a.k.a 'I'm going to call my boss and tell him who I just got.' Strangely, he approaches the door to the back seats warily before eventually letting me sit on the passenger side.
"Just wait here, okay?" he says to me.
I decide to start my scheme now and tell him, "I'll just lock the door so no one will come in and kidnap me- can I?"
"Oh, of course." After that, he leaves to talk to his phone in private.
Tch... I can't believe he let me do that; does he think I'm going to unlock for him..?
Probably, but in actuality, I'm not.
When he rounds the corner I look around. Surprisingly, it's very neat in here- at the bottom I spy some important looking paper work and pick it up.
Looking through it, attached to the papers are photos of kids that look like my age, and I found that they belong to some pretty rich families. But... I re-look through the paper work.
It... It seems so random...the Honda family owns a video game company, the Braginsky family owns a vodka industry with some mafia stuff on the side, the Oxenstierna family owns a furniture company, and the Kirkland family owns a theater industry known for its special effects. And me... the Santos family has it's wine...
I put the pieces all together now. Whoever sent this nice, creepy bastard to get us wants...
...discounts to create a huge home-welcoming party.
Yes... that must be the case- but that is no excuse to kidnap little children for the sake of discounts...
Shaking my head in disappointment at the kidnappers, I move on to grabbing the keys - the dumbass left them in there- and crawled to the back seats and unlocked the hatch to get into the back.
"Oy, anybody in here?" I ask as I'm greeted with darkness. There seemed to be no switch for light, but I eventually grabbed onto a handle and opened some kind of ventilation shafts on the top of the van. It was little light, but it was enough to see the kids my age in the van.
"Hey..." I looked to see them hugging their knees with their mouths shut, "Say something!"
When they didn't respond I went to who I assumed was Kiku from the picture I saw on the file, and spoke to him. "Oy..."
"..." He looked at me warily, and protectively pressed himself close to who I think is Sakura, his younger sister that's a year younger than us, at age four.
Maybe... they can't speak Italian? I looked around that the other kids.
Let's see, from reading the files and looking at the pictures, Kiku and Sakura are Japanese, Ivan is Russian, Berwald is Swedish, and Arthur is English and the other girl... wait...
Who the hell is this other girl? I didn't see her in the files... She looked similar to Arthur, but with lighter hair in pigtails and no large eyebrows... I guess I can say she's English...
From what I heard from what Adriano told me about kids who go to different countries, most of them should know, if not little, English.
Damn... I only know French, Spanish, and Italian- the little I know of English from Karen is asking where the bathroom is and other tourist-like question necessities.
Suddenly, the nice, but creepy kidnapper went to my mind- he could be back any minute!
"Tch..." I quickly ran back to the front and unlocked the back door and before going to the back I see screwdriver and a long, thick rope hanging from hook and take them with me.
Being rushed with the thought that the kidnapper could be back any minute I spread out the rope and jabbed it into the kids' hands since they weren't being cooperative, and proceeded to stab the door with the screwdriver when I realized that it opens from the outside.
Damn at this rate... I'll have to...
Normal POV
As you can see, the language barrier is thick in here. Very thick.
Realizing that they had been fooled and kidnapped, the children felt discouraged, and not being able to speak other languages than some English and their native language, stayed quiet and fearful around each other.
Many minutes later, they hear his voice again, accompanied by another voice of what they assumed was his accomplice since she was speaking his language, and that he didn't open the back the door like he did to them.
Then, that's when Lovina comes in.
They didn't know who she was. Was she the captor's daughter? Was she a special kidnapping?
Kiku felt unsure and confused when she approached him and his sister; she was a stranger, and he felt that it was a trap.
When she went back to the front they wondered what she was doing- then suddenly, she comes back with rope and a screwdriver, and they were curious. Through their heads were questions like:
Who is she?
Why is she giving us rope to grab on?
What is she going to do with that screwdriver?
Will she be my friend?
She's not one of the kidnappers?
Does she like sunflowers?
Can we trust her?
It was when she attacked the door with the screwdriver did they realize that she's trying to help them escape.
After what they felt was minutes of intense stabbing, they watched as she went to move Ivan next to Berwald (he was closest to the back door) and walked back to the entrance to the front of the van.
And she ran, head tilted forward.
With the limited space, they didn't have the slightest clue of what she was doing until-
"Aaahhhhhhh!" *SLAM*
Light then temporarily blinds them, and when it subsided they hesitantly looked out the van to see Lovina kneeling on the ground, cringing in pain. Worried for the girl, Sakura goes past her brother and stands next to her, frantically asking in Japanese if she was alright. At this point, the others get off the van and go next to her- shrugging of her pain, Lovina goes to pick up her hat, put it on, and reached for the rope and tugged on it slightly.
When they didn't understand, she sighed in frustration and put parts of the rope in their hands again before grabbing on to the ends and attempted to walk away from the van, pulling them along, signaling to them that she's using the rope to keep them together from getting more lost than they already are.
In this situation, she found it best that action spoke more than words.
Excitedly they followed her, happy to escape from the van, until they heard his voice from afar, at the other corner across from where they were, the van and alley between them.
"Hey- wait!"
Tugging on the rope, Lovina runs, followed my the others. Before they could go far enough out of his sight, the English girl trips over loose gravel and quickly, the man catches up to them.
Eyes widened as the man caught up towards the girl, and in a flash, they watched as he was suddenly thrown against the truck by Lovina's headbutt, and continued to watch as Lovina helped the girl - who began to cry at almost being caught again - up and ran back to the group again, the girl then clutching the rope tighter than before.
Page break, cause I am a page break - Hi, I'm page break.
When they arrived back into the main area, Lovina tiredly ignored the pain coming from her head and looked back to see if they were alright. "Are you guys okay?"
Receiving no response, she muttered "Nevermind," as she remembered that they didn't know Italian, and turned back around to lead the way, not noticing the shocked and worried looks from the other kids.
By walking around, Lovina was sure that they would run into their families eventually.
The first was Berwald; before running to his parents he brought out his hand to shake with Lovina in thanks and inwardly promised that whenever they meet again in the future - he was sure they would - he'd give her free furniture for the rest of her life.
The second was the girl with pigtails; happily returned to her parents she tearfully hugged Lovina and before departing told Lovina something she didn't really understand - the only words she understood was 'head' and 'safe'.
The third was Arthur; after saying his thanks he looked at her worriedly and handed her a handkerchief before running off to catch up with his parents and baby brother.
The fourth and fifth were Kiku and Sakura; upon reaching their parents, Kiku spoke in rapid Japanese to them and soon enough, bowed to Lovina, followed by Sakura and their parents, which confused Lovina, who then bowed back to them.
Ivan, not knowing what to do as well, bowed with them. After bowing, their mother bought out something from her purse and bent over Lovina, who wondered what she was going to do. Seeing that the mother had a worried expression Lovina frowned and watched as she brought out a small mirror to show that she had blood slowly flowing down halfway from the top of her head.
Oh... thought Lovina, that's what Arthur and that girl were trying to tell me...
Putting the mirror back in her purse, Mrs. Honda then bought out one of those tiny moist towelettes and proceeded to wipe her face of the blood. After some seconds of wiping, Lovina assumed that her head didn't stop bleeding from the look Mrs. Honda was showing.
Remembering the handkerchief Arthur gave her she presented it to Mrs. Honda, who took it and wrapped it carefully around her head (it was a rather large handkerchief) after taking her hat off. Proud with the end product of her work and slightly worried that it wouldn't stop bleeding, Mrs. Honda said something she again didn't understand and nudged her towards the entrance. After waving goodbye to the Honda family, Lovina and Ivan (who just stood and smiled) walked off.
Greetings, I page the break. They call me page break, but I want a cool name, like Carl.
Walking to the entrance, Lovina remembered that she didn't put her hat back on; thinking she left it behind she began to turn around. Halfway around, she noticed that Ivan had grabbed it for her, and seemed fascinated with the sunflower on her hat.
Taking the hat from Ivan, Lovina detached the sunflower and with the pin, attached it to Ivan's coat slightly under his scarf. When Ivan gave her the look of 'Are you sure I can have it?' she nodded and walked again, with a happy Ivan following.
It took around ten minutes to find his family; and before he left to be with them, Ivan hugged her with great enthusiasm and in a failed attempt, tried to say 'thank you' and 'bye' in Italian. After saying her goodbyes she found herself alone again, and decided to walk aimlessly until she found her 'family'.
Lovina POV
Ugh... so tired. I want to scratch my head very badly, but I don't want to risk messing up the wrap and bleeding...
Thinking back, I wonder if the nice, creepy guy is okay? I really got him hard. And it's not like it was his fault that he had to kidnap us; it's his boss's fault for not wanting to pay full price in preparing a huge home-welcoming party.
Walking for a while now, I thought I'd see them by now... Maybe they're at an event?
Lost for so long now, maybe I should go to the entrance and say I'm lost... But I don't to go through all that intercom stuff and have people stare at me...
...
Wait, they already are. But why? My hat's covering the wrap on my head so they shouldn't notice...
Maybe... it's one of those 'don't look behind you!' moments; they probably see something or someone tailing me and wondering why I didn't notice yet...
Should I turn around? Crap, now I'm scared... but not that scared! Maybe I should turn, and if it's some creeper I'll just kick him! Yes, I'll do that!
Okay... 1, 2, 3, and-
...No one.
What...?
Then it's me? I touch my face and feel nothing slimy or sticky like blood, so why are they staring?
"Excuse me." I turn around to the voice to see a man with a tag that says: Martino - Volunteer.
"W-what..?" I ask. This guy doesn't seem suspicious...
He bent down to me slightly. "Are you Lovina?"
How'd he know? "Wh-what if it is?"
He smiled like he was relieved of something. "Your grandmother has been looking for you."
"Oh..." So he's a legit employee... not a fake.
Martino laughed a bit shakily, "Thank goodness too. We got calls some hours ago for missing children."
"Really?"
"Yes, but a few minutes ago it was all called off - we were really scared that it was a kidnapping or something."
I look away, slightly nervous. "Oh... that's good." If you only knew... Ah, my head's itchy again.
"Anyway, come on; your grandmother's waiting at arena two for the fifth event - she said that your grandfathers were doing very well in the competition."
"Okay." Ah, now it's just hurting...
It took only five steps for me to fall, everything around me fading to black.
Kidnapper POV
Oh... my body...
Opening my eyes and struggling to get up I see that I'm against the van.
Man, Vargas's have a hard head... inside and out...
I look to my watch and groaned at the time; I am so quitting this job and going back to school.
First though, I have to tell Boss that kidnapping children of people who own things to get discounts and free stuff is not the best idea. I know he's a shy guy and barely talks to strangers outside the company, but this is going to far...
So I guess it's a good thing they escaped... I hope they're okay...
Adriano POV
Little Lady hasn't been gone for so long before...
I guess she really did get kidnapped; I hope she remembered what I told her.
I should have gone with her, but no, they need me for an alternate, very important they said; what if she got hurt or something?
At least she ate before she got lost.
...
...Crap. I forgot about that bird; it stole the whole sandwich...
Oh my gosh, it stole the whole sandwich... And she didn't eat anything for breakfast...
And it's like, almost evening...
Why do I always forget to feed her? I mean, I teach her all the awesome stuff and I forget the little thing that's actually the biggest thing and...
Man, Luci's going to kill me, in a way that I'm not actually being killed, but yeah...
And maybe Alessa and Clara... they really should have come, but no, school is a priority.
And Antonio... the little man is going to flip. I look to see him in the stands with his father, watching the fishing with strange fascination.
...After this, I'm not really fond of fishing unless I'm the one fishing. I'm sure little Lady feels the same way.
How was this? Longer than the last one.
I'll probably have to edit this later for any errors cause it's like, late now and I'm... *yawn*
I realize that it's very unrealistic that a five year old's headbutt and do all that, but oh well. She's just that awesome.
Oh, and there's a reason, the unnamed girl that is nyo!England got kidnapped, but it won't be known yet until later.
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